Cheers to the straight guys who have fooled around with me. I think of you from time to time, and I hope you’re well. You’re an integral part of my adolescence and early college years. I share our memories (anonymously, of course) with my gay friends to convivial laughter. They

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the San Francisco Examiner.   I’m currently sitting in my parents’ kitchen. It’s hot in San Diego. Hell, it’s been hot all over the state this past week, and I’m so glad that places in SoCal have air conditioning. Visiting San

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

To look back at San Francisco is to see my father and a long history. I never knew the Dot-com Boom,
but in understanding its progeny I can see the traits, genetics, and make a mold of its
predecessor.

In the last few days, I’ve stumbled across at least five articles entitled “things all twenty-somethings should know”. And I’ve hated all of them. It’s not just that they’re patronizing, or saccharine, or written by someone who is sickeningly smug in the knowledge that one day we’ll all end up